Two Batmen and a Robin, perhaps in unlikely configuration.
No man is an island but some men, I've come to learn, are billionaire tycoon Bruce Wayne. While we may lack his fortune we've got his bat-like agility down to an artistic science and by that I mean we hang around, flop like nuts and ultimately get the job done.
We normally go pretty crazy for Halloween, but this year we've been so busy with school, getting ready for a big move and trying to figure out which colors are which,* we just haven't had time to hammer out the holidays like we have in years past.
It was before our costumes showed up when the cosmos conspired to deliver our Battiest costumes most manly. You could argue they were pajamas, but you'd be a tad jerky about it if you did. Pajamas, costumes, underoos, whatever, they all work for me just the same.
The clothes make the man and what made the man most this day was the action that followed.
Within seconds of trying it out, we became action stars. Not just figures, but true action Jacksons, if I may borrow from a movie that no one in my lineage has ever seen. We threw out the mad fists, leapt with unimaginably furry fury and kicked with swiftness and vengeance.
As the photos will show, despite it being bedtime, we were in full action sequence. You've got Patrick captured in midair as well as Dominic's alien I kicked into the very same midair, all of which was very exciting for us.
Whatever you plan for this less-than-hallowed St. Hallows Eve, remember that every day of every month is a fine date for imagination-inspiring nighty-night clothes, whether you fancy yourself a dark bat, princess or any other fighter of crime or dullery.
Happy Halloween in advance, in case I disappear again too long to remind you on time.
* We asked Dominic what color something was, and he answered, as he always does, that he's "Dominic"… Oh kiddo, when will you ever learn that there are questions to which the answer is something other than your name?**
** He also knows his age, but not so much as a word as a three-finger salute. Take that, Microsoft, with your, you know, software… and stuff.
Above - Actual shot of D's alien midflight.
Above - Patrick dangles in mid-air, as if by magic or the science of kinetics.
